Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Short Post
Lied in bed and was reluctant to wake up as a form of escapism from the anxiety of tml's scholarship selection activity. I'm losing concentration in life, happiness and appetite. I feel like I'm wasting my life seeking goals that seem hollow. As much as I tried not to think about it, I can't. Truth is I have extreme phobia of such selection processes. I need some source of guidance and motivation which never came. Despite so many encouragements from friends and family members, I am still over with it and the same old thoughts flooded my naive mind whenever I am invited for an interview or test or activity. I feel frustrated and clueless with myself.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
And so I’m back to blogging.
It has been quite a while since I last blogged. In fact, I cannot even remember when was the last time I actually blogged. I have this sudden impulse to jot down my thoughts because of some recent events that set me into a sort of conundrum. I am confused as to who I should be. I have intended to spend this time doing up the captions and tagging for the photo albums that I have uploaded onto Facebook of photos taken at my birthday party but now I have no mood to do so.
Last month, I applied for the MPA Scholarship and as usual I was invited for a preliminary round of interviews. This interview required more preparation than usual because there was a presentation section as well. I prepared quite a bit of them as I was determined that I can pass a scholarship interview for once. My previous experience with the Imperial College professor helped to regain the confidence I need that I can actually speak during an interview. So I went for it, very nervous as usual. But I felt that I have managed to compose myself relatively well as and answered the typical questions with the best of my ability. All my preparations for those questions, interviewing tactics that I self-learnt from E-PREP course and library books should have helped me. I was feeling good about it, until I didn't receive any call from MPA by last Tuesday night for a final round of interview, which automatically meant that I have received a "silent rejection". My fourteenth failed interview? I have got rejected so many times I have lost count of it. Frankly, I always envy peers, friends and school-mates who got offers from scholarship boards and are spoilt for choice. I felt useless and worry that I will remain jobless for life, for I will not able to pass any interviews.
Perhaps it is my personality. Perhaps it is my small stature which makes it difficult to present myself as one with great capability and potential. Perhaps it is my typical "crazy" character that stultifies my intellectual and leadership capabilities that scholarship boards and employers are looking out for. I seriously do not know. I just know that it will be very uncomfortable for me to change into someone who is innately not myself just to impress. But pragmatism has its place. Even Singapore has decided to allow casinos on its land despite the possible negative repercussions on shaping people's morals. Come what may. I think that I have used that three words to loosely and would need to stop by now. I am undecided when it comes to aspirations and even what I am reading in university is merely based on popularity. I knew that I'll do better in science and hence I have decided to take up Chemical Engineering because of its seemingly better prospects. In addition, not to mention that double degree programme that I have applied for to read Chemical Engineering together with Business Administration because of my childish opinion of "having more is good". But seems like I will be the master of none. And I will be jobless. Friends around me are studying in NIE, reading law or medicine and have a general direction in their life. For me, I am just aimless.
Should I change to impress? I am unsure as it will be a torturous thing to do at least for myself.
Enough of ranting. I should be embarrassed enough for the whole huge chunk of bad English above. I just need to voice out when I want to within myself and this is it.
Sunday, August 30, 2009
It's a Love Story, Baby just Say Yes.
Recently, I have started to re-listen to this song by Taylor Swift after not listening to it for some time. I heard from 98.7FM that Taylor Swift wrote this song within 20 minutes and it has become one of her greatest hit. That sets me thinking. Why is it that some people can take such “short-cuts” in life and achieve great things. Is it talent? Aptitude?
I need to reflect and think of my own expectations in life and everything else; for me myself is my worst enermy. I have never and still cannot accept failure graciously.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Flavour Fatigue
After that I bought something light to eat and rushed off to town to meet Joel to do some shopping. There are so many things that I want to buy recently and those are “Doodads” according to a game I played with my cousins at a chalet recently. The game is call “Cashflow” and I thought I have gained much valuable lessons on managing my own personal finances with it. In fact, it actually inspires me to make some investments in shares or antiques but that is really a far-fetched idea owing to the lack of capital.
Sorry I was digressing.
We went into Birkenstock because I wanted to exchange the pair I bought last Thursday to one that is a size larger. Birkenstock is rumoured to be the place with one of the worst service in Singapore. I knew about it after I googled it online after my infuriating experience at the shop last Thursday.
I was trying out the pair of sandals that I was intending to buy and I realized that I could not really get use to the contours of the sole. Hence, I jokingly made a remarks that I felt as though there were pebbles under my feet. For some unknown reason, the Boss of Birkenstock Singapore sounds really offended and sniggered
“What pebbles? There are no pebbles. It was probably you. You are flat-footed or you feet are deformed. Those are the only possibilities.”
I was taken aback because her remarks are like insults that were hurled at me and I was merely making a passing remark with no ill intentions. Any idiot would know that there aren’t pebbles stuck to the sole.
“Flavour Fatigue” was a term used by the ever linguistic Joel while we were finishing a Grande bowl of soup at The Soup Spoon at Paragon today. The volume was intimidating and we got tired of drinking the same thing after awhile. It tasted like water. Good things must really come in small quantities.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Rain. Rain, Go Away!
I have decided to “revive” this blog after a long hiatus just to practice typing or “writing” in prose after a long break of not doing so. Instead, I am proud that I have been engaged in noble things that are contributing to the defence of my country.
I was having a rather boring Friday night yesterday. Strangely, I feel weird to be at home on a Friday night without hanging out with friends. I went out to Lot One alone in an attempt to have my dinner but was greeted with swarms of crowd. I have never seen Lot One that crowded before. All possible dining venues were packed with queue lines waiting anxiously for seats. That was when I realised that Taiwan pop sensation Jolin Tsai was there for an autograph session. The venue of the autograph session was perched on the roof-top garden of Lot One shopping mall and was never conspicuous in sight unlike the normal sessions that would take place at the ground level of the shopping mall. I have never been to the newly expanded roof-top garden of Lot One shopping mall and have no idea how to get my way up there. How I learned about the superstar’s presence was via two plasma TVs hanging above the central complex like how Mao’s picture was famously plastered on the walls facing Tiananmen Sqaure in Beijing. People stood along the railings at the second level to look at the pathetic plasma TVs. Some were ridiculously filming down what was being telecasted “live” on the TV sets. Never a fan of Chinese pop, I walked out of the mall to beat the crowd. That added disappointment to my already boring Friday night.
I would be going to my piano teacher’s house for a short performance later in the evening. Hopefully it would not be a disaster for I lacked discipline to practise every day. What a paradox; I am worried that I would never pass my Grade 8 piano practical examinations but yet I do not have the self motivation and discipline to practise hard for it.
Possibly meeting up with a few of my BMT mates or my cousin (which ever materialised eventually) to catch Angels & Demons tomorrow. I have wanted to watch the movie after having read the book ever since it opened in the cinemas but could not find any company. I do not enjoy wathcing movie all alone with no one to discuss the plot with in times when I need clarifications owing to my dismal comprehension ability. Ok, now I know why I could not find anyone soon to watch a movie with. I’m such a pain in the neck.
Cheers!
Sunday, April 05, 2009
20!
anyway i realised that this blog has somehow become increasingly filled with whinning and depressing posts. sorry about that, i just treat it as an outlet to express my feelings at those particular moments. hopefully less of those posts from today onwards!
thanks to everyone who wished me happy birthday, for all the meet-ups meals and little presents. now i finally understand that these things meant quite a lot. i feel loved and that there are many people around who cared for me and for tolerating me for who i am. thanks to one and all again! =)
Saturday, April 04, 2009
can't smile
driving lesson early in the morning killed the mood.
failed driving test twice; failed scholarship interviews 10 times and have not done anything productive at all this year.
not to mention the stall i wanted to eat for lunch was closed.
everything just seems to be not going the right way for me.
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